Kat Collins

It happens to also be my 5 month which marks my longest relationship (ik kinda pathetic this is important to me tho) as a Christmas gift enjoy this poem i wrote months ago

To the boy i write poems for

I hate you

I hate you so much I laugh as you pull me back into your arms

I hate you so much I get sad as soon as you're gone

I smile like an idiot when I see your name on my phone, my mind wanders to you and your stupid jokes you could send me a streak I'll look like an dummy in love but I promise

I hate you

To the boy i write poems for

Fuck you

Fuck you and your dorky smile and headass jokes

Fuck you and your warm arms and addictive kiss

you and your magical superpowers that make me fall in love when just a month ago I didn't believe in the existence. I cry when I write for you but not because I'm sad but because I'm so goddamn happy when I remember that your mine.

You make me a sappy hot mess and well baby fuck you

To the boy i write poems for

what did you do to me

What did you do to make my heart bleed with emotion

What did you do to take over my mind every two seconds

What did you do to make me smile all the time to make fill with happiness and pride. to make me forget I'm sad all the time. That I don't have real smiles that emotions don't really exist. So tell me please what did you do to me.

To the boy i write poems for…

For you I will learn to speak

For you I will put down my pen and learn to say the words I'm too scared to say aloud and sing my poems out. For you I'll  feel the things I'm too scared to feel.

For you I'll let my heart break, I don't know if you have butter fingers, but still I'll hand my cold glass heart. I know it will melt in your warm hands, and I'll let it because I want to feel again.

To the boy i write poems for

You're going to break my heart

And I will sit there and watch you shatter me

But break me gently

Take my heart and rip it like a paper

Slowly like you don't want to make a sound

End me softly

Lay my broken soul down

Because to the boy i write poems for

maybe it's the way you said i love you the first time

or the way you pull me into your arms when i play and run away

maybe it's the way your lips feel against mine

or when you kiss my neck i forget how to tell time

maybe it's the way you read me like a book

or think i'm beautiful no matter how i look

i don't know what it is baby i'm shook

i can't help it

i'm clinging to you

baby i'm hooked

maybe i can't let go

or i decided i won't

i want this forever